Samantha Morris
EDC 102H
J.Fogleman
21 September 2011
Throughout my educational career, I had a lot of support behind me. Some of it came from my teachers, a little bit of it came from my friends, but most of it came from my family. My parents were my main support and motivation for school. My brother helped me out too, because I was constantly striving to do better then him, even though we were four years apart. The age difference didn't matter to me though, I just wanted the marks on my report card to be higher then my brothers. I was so naive to the fact we had completely different work loads. Despite that though, my parents always recognized my hard work.
From the time I can remember, my parents always made it clear to me how important school was. If I didn't feel like doing something I would get the same speech about how I had to, and how I couldn't get to the places I wanted to if I didn't. Hearing the same repetitive speech did help me though. It would take me out of my slump and motivate me to go and get my for done.
A lot of people will say that the way child learns has mostly to do with the skills of the teacher, but that is greatly exaggerated. i believe, as some observations will back up, that a majority of what a child learns and retains comes from how well it is reinforced in their own households. Thankfully for me, I grew up in a house, where importance was put on education. Listening to my parents tell me that a good education was something I needed in order to do well in life, inspired me to try my best.
My parents have always been there for me, whenever I needed them. In grades K through twelve they were always there to lend a helping hand if I wasn't sure of how to do something. Whether that meant helping me with my homework because I didn't understand it, or buying me extra materials for a project because I wanted mine to stand out. They not only told me that what I did in school was important, but they showed me too by taking an interest in it. Like on the days I would come home from school, and my mom and I would sit down in the living room to talk about anything and everything that happened that day. Seeing how interested my mom was showed me how much she and my dad cared.
All thirteen years of my school career went exceptionally well for me, and I was always proud of what I accomplished. My parents always told me that they were also proud of what I was doing, and knew that I was trying my best. I believe that it was hearing that, that always pushed me to do well. I wanted so badly to make sure that I was never a disappointment to them.
EDC 102H
J.Fogleman
21 September 2011
Throughout my educational career, I had a lot of support behind me. Some of it came from my teachers, a little bit of it came from my friends, but most of it came from my family. My parents were my main support and motivation for school. My brother helped me out too, because I was constantly striving to do better then him, even though we were four years apart. The age difference didn't matter to me though, I just wanted the marks on my report card to be higher then my brothers. I was so naive to the fact we had completely different work loads. Despite that though, my parents always recognized my hard work.
From the time I can remember, my parents always made it clear to me how important school was. If I didn't feel like doing something I would get the same speech about how I had to, and how I couldn't get to the places I wanted to if I didn't. Hearing the same repetitive speech did help me though. It would take me out of my slump and motivate me to go and get my for done.
A lot of people will say that the way child learns has mostly to do with the skills of the teacher, but that is greatly exaggerated. i believe, as some observations will back up, that a majority of what a child learns and retains comes from how well it is reinforced in their own households. Thankfully for me, I grew up in a house, where importance was put on education. Listening to my parents tell me that a good education was something I needed in order to do well in life, inspired me to try my best.
My parents have always been there for me, whenever I needed them. In grades K through twelve they were always there to lend a helping hand if I wasn't sure of how to do something. Whether that meant helping me with my homework because I didn't understand it, or buying me extra materials for a project because I wanted mine to stand out. They not only told me that what I did in school was important, but they showed me too by taking an interest in it. Like on the days I would come home from school, and my mom and I would sit down in the living room to talk about anything and everything that happened that day. Seeing how interested my mom was showed me how much she and my dad cared.
All thirteen years of my school career went exceptionally well for me, and I was always proud of what I accomplished. My parents always told me that they were also proud of what I was doing, and knew that I was trying my best. I believe that it was hearing that, that always pushed me to do well. I wanted so badly to make sure that I was never a disappointment to them.